I was born on an island far away from berk, in a quant little cave with my mother and father and siblings.

A large smoky colored night fury with yellowish green eyes dives down on a shoal of fish, catching 30 in one bite he surfaces and heads back to his cave where his lovely mate and cubs were waiting. As he landed at the mouth of the cave, his mate was there to greet him with a loving nuzzle. "Welcome home," she purred

He nuzzles her back, returning the purr. "It's good to be home."

"Was the fishing good?" She asks nosing under his chin

"Heh, see for yourself," he regurgitates his catch

"Ooh yellow finned pike, and stripped bass? This should be more than enough for lunch today. Thank you, honey," said Blue as she licked her mate's cheek

Night Claw licks her back. "How was your morning, my love?"

"Great, I even caught a sheep to go along with lunch today," as she drags the carcass next to the pile of fish

"Perfect, it looks like we'll be eating good today. How are the cubs?"

"Fast asleep right now," she whispers

"Oh really?" He says as he drapes his wing around his mate

Blue giggles nuzzling against his side "mhmm" she purrs as they nuzzle their noses against each other but then their peace and quiet was completely ruined as three Night fury cubs rush to them excited to see their father home "Daddy! Daddy!" they chirped as the darker male cubs ran faster, taking the lead, leaving his yellow eyed ash gray brother and blue-eyed dark purple color sister in the dust. The handsome darker cub is me, the name my mother gave me was Gandulf, great name, huh? The one behind me is my brother Blitz and my sister Eerika, who is the youngest.

The cubs jump onto their father, licking and nuzzling him as they welcome him home. The large male laughs as he wrestles and plays with his cubs until Blue ended the game "Alright, alright you three let your father up" she coos nudging the little furies off her mate "come along it's time to eat"

"Okay, Mommy!" They all say in unison as the three cubs race after their mother  as she takes her kill deeper into the cave, Night Claw follows, holding his catch deeper into their den where it was safe.

As soon as lunch was finished, it was play time again for the little ones while Night Claw rested in their nest, Blue meanwhile keeping a close eye on her little ones. They cubs tumble and roll as they wrestle, but when the boys start to get too rough, Eerika tried to get out of the way to get to her mother. But Blitz pounced on her. "Got you! Got you!" He said, pinning her to the ground, being the smallest Eerika struggled to get out from under her brother. "Get off Blitz!" But Blitz didn't he instead just got rougher as he bites her ear, making Eerika cry out for her mom.

Blue got up and was about to stop him, but then she saw something in her Eldest son's eyes. In a flash, Gandulf nips his brother's tail, receiving a yelp from him as he jumps off their sister, his tail now between his legs.

"Don't be mean," growled Gandulf, flaring his little wings

"I was just playing.." Blitz mumbles

Gandulf helped his sister up, who nuzzles him. "Thank you, Gandulf," she purrs before bounding to her mother, who gives her a comforting lick on the head. Gandulf, however, goes to his brother and nudges him, Blitz doesn't meet his brother's eyes, looking at the Rocky ground. "I'm sorry.." he whines, but Gandulf just nuzzles his brother. "Just be more gentle, okay?"

Blitz nods and nuzzles his brother back. "Okay."

Blue smiles with pride at her son how he protected his sister and properly corrected Blitz. Already when could tell, her little Gandulf was a born leader, just like his father. The boys then bound to their mother, who also licks and grooms them while they curl around their sister, and soon all three cubs are fast asleep under their mother's wing.
Blue purrs as she lays her hand on her paws and slowly drifts off to sleep with the rest of her family.

Yep, we were a perfect little family. Mother and Father protected us and brought home lots of yummy fish to eat, and Violet, Blitz, and I were in our own little world in our den, completely oblivious of the outside world. I do miss those days.